but HOOTERS - the restaurant. the good time party place. i fargin' LOVE going to hooters. it is delightfully tacky, yet unrefined. at least that's what their menu says. things i love about hooters include:
1. the bud light that comes in the special orange aluminum bottle
2. buffalo chicken strips - for the past few weeks i've been crazy for buffalo flavor. i do not know if it's the vinegar or the spice but i'm wanting all buffalo all the time, mozzarella included.
3. Bran Muffin - my favorite hooters girl. her name is Brandi and she's rarely at "my" hooters (in santa monica a mere 3 blocks from work.) on account of her career as a backup dancer for bands on tour. but she was there tonight, chasing a busboy around with a fruit roll up hanging out of her mouth, hiking her orange spanks up her rear and then doing pushups/tricep dips on the bar with her co-waitress. she's not cute but she sure is funny. world renowed for her monkey impression. she taught me that black hooters girls have to wear the same shade of nylons as the white girls. and that they cost $5 in the locker room. no runs allowed.
here's a picture i found on google images of bran muffin and 4 frattish guys, two of whom are rockin' the shocker
